Page 27 of The Other Side

“What must I do? Tell me! Shall I prove I will not harm you again? Get on my knees and beg for your forgiveness? I will do it, Iris-Marie. I will do it all for you.” Cypress spun me once more as I tried to process her words.

“Why? Why do you care so much about me?” I asked in a low, whispered voice while I danced with the goddess. “What new trick are you playing on me?”

“I am doing no such thing. This is no trick, Iris-Marie. I know you may doubt me, may think I am nothing but poisonous lies, but you—” She stopped, taking a strong breath. “You have bewitched me, Iris-Marie. You have taken a god and made her a prisoner, powerless to your desires. That fire burning in your soul to be unleashed is no lie. I have tasted it. Your body may confuse you, but your soul burns for me. And I burn for you.”

“I am just a human.”

“You may be human, but you are more powerful and resilient than any other human I have ever encountered. I have been alive for a long time; I have seen it all. I have seen you, Iris-Marie. That damned bayou town may have destroyed the light within you, but I see it. I see the real you. Your beauty challenges the gods, your strength bettering my own, and your soul—” she gently pulled me closer, her hand flourishing as it grazed my face, “is the most magnificent thing I have tasted in all my existence.” My heart leapt as I gasped softly at her expression. “Please.” She leaned in closer. “If you will not forgive me, will you at least give me this night? And if by the end of it, you still do not wish to grant me a reprise, then I promise to give you your favor.”

My eyes widened. “You would give me a favor?” Cypress’ smile grew.

“I would give you my soul if I possessed it. But only if you allow me this night. Please, my pet, let me love you.” Her cold mouth brushed my lips as I shook with anticipation and fear. I wanted her favor, needed it to finish this insane deal. But now, hearing her beg me, feeling her touch upon my skin, I wanted her. I wanted this. Forgiveness or not, I wanted the goddess of death to love me.

“Yes,” I breathed into her.

Cypress’ flames flickered as she pressed her mouth to mine, kissing me with fiery passion. We melted into one another, completely lost in the music as we danced faster, kissing the other as though it was our last day to live.

“I promise, you will feel nothing short of loved and desired.” Cypress gracefully dipped my body and kissed my neck. Her lips grazed my exposed collarbone, kissing it gently as I released a soft moan.

As her words fell upon my flesh, my attire transformed, rupturing into flames, burning away my dress as one formed by shadows appeared. It resembled the midnight sky, filled with sparkling stars and glistening constellations. The smokey fabric hugged me like a second skin. The sleeveless material exposed more of my flesh as it flowed freely from my knees and pooled onto the floor like a pool of darkness, a large slit growing from the top of my thigh and revealing my bare leg. My simple jewelry was replaced with flames of hellfire dripping down my skin and sparkling like diamonds. My entire appearance glamoured and reflective to that of a god—her god. We were a perfect match. It was all breathtaking, her power entrancing me even further as she and I continued to dance, the song morphing into a more sensual beat.

“Now, let me worship you like the goddess you are.” Cypress and I kissed with each movement, consuming one another with each twirl and sway. The dance was our electric foreplay, placing us both under its spell as we moved, nearing the edge of the balcony. She slammed my back into the stoney edge with a gentle growl. Our bodies pressed together, her mouth grazing my ear as she breathed against my face.

“You are mine, my dear Iris-Marie, even if only for one night. My goddess.” Her hot words whispered against my skin, my body gently pressing into hers. I lifted my chin and gazed into her hellfire eyes, unsure if I was still playing her for my own gain or if I had fully surrendered my desires. Truthfully, I didn’t know or care, as long as I got tonight.

“I have feared you so much, soul keeper. You have taken my dreams, twisted them into the most unimaginable nightmares. You have haunted my sleep.” Her pained expression told me she felt real regret for torturing me. “How can you worship the very thing you destroyed?” Cypress lifted my exposed leg, tucking herself closer, nestling her face against my neck as her hair dripped down my bare arm.

“You may think my torture destroyed you, but I can promise you this, my pet: that pain has only made you stronger. More god-like.” Her grip around my waist tightened. “I may have haunted your dreams, but you have done the same to me. You have consumed my thoughts, endlessly tormenting me with your spell. I have heard your moans, felt your touch, tasted your elation. Oh, Iris-Marie.” She kissed my chest as I moaned softly into the air. “Please, relieve me of your grip upon my being,” she begged. “Release me from this torment you inflict upon me.”

“I am not the one in control here.” My voice lifted her gaze. “If you crave me so deeply, soul eater, then take me. Consume me.” I may have said I wasn’t in control, but in that moment, I felt the power I held over her. Over a god. It was exhilarating.

“Do not call me that,” she hissed, leaning closer, her fingertips grazing my thigh.

“Or what? I thought you said you wouldn’t hurt me,” I teased, raising a brow. Her fingers traced my skin, moving closer to my throbbing center. “Why don’t you show me just how powerful a god really is? Show me how it feels to be touched and loved by the feared goddess of death.” I grabbed her wrist, moving it beneath the midnight fabric, our eyes locked as I made her touch me, gasping at the pressure of her fingers. “Show me how much you desire me. Make me forget everything. Everything but you.” My lips met hers as her fingers began to tease me, rubbing my swollen clit, pressing through my slit and fingering my pussy. I was already wet, making it easier for her to glide inside me. “Cypress,” I moaned her name as her tongue trapped mine.

“Trickster.”

Cypress pressed my body harder against the edge of the balcony, inserting a second finger, thrusting harder. Her mouth captured mine, releasing it only to kiss my neck and move to my breasts. I wrapped my leg further around her, pulling her closer and rubbing my pussy against her hand. She blew the midnight fabric away like a simple shadow, extending her tongue and licking my nipple. Her hot mouth moved around my exposed breast, biting down ever so lightly. I cried out, my lips curling as I enjoyed the unexpected pain, gripping her ashen shoulders. She kissed my nipple before surrounding it with her mouth, sucking and flicking it with her tongue, moaning into me. The sounds she made, the way she felt—it was beyond describable. All I could do was move with her, moaning, whispering her name in pure bliss.

“Conserve yourself, my pet. You’re going to need your strength.” Cypress released my breasts, licking one last time before her mouth returned to mine. “We have an entire night ahead of us, and I intend to worship you in every way possible.”She kissed me, the seductive threat making my pussy drip with excitement.

Cypress removed her fingers slowly, teasing me as she did so. I whimpered, saddened by their absence. Without a sound, she kneeled before me and placed my leg over her shoulder with a sinister smile.

“Cypress,” I wheezed. I watched as she leaned close to my center, her hot breath smothering it as she ran her tongue up my folds, taking her sweet time tasting me. I cried out, my fingers gripping the railing of the balcony as she continued. Her tongue circled my clit, playing with it, knowing exactly what she was doing to me. “Oh, gods,” I whispered, moaning and breathing heavily.

“I am the only god here, and my name is the only one I will allow to leave your lips, my pet.” She shoved her tongue inside, wriggling deeper as she fucked me with her mouth. I cried out, my back arching as my spine ground against the railing. My breathing nearly escaped me, my head dipping back over the Abyss below.

“Cypress,” I whimpered.

Cypress dragged her nails along my thigh, pulling me closer. My pelvis moved with her tongue, rubbing her face as my fingers twirled in her flaming hair. I could barely breathe, my throat dried and burning from the cold air. I couldn’t contain myself, my orgasm boiling within, screaming to be released. I was weak for her, and unlike Cypress, I was not a god. My discipline and strength to hold back my orgasm were nothing compared to hers. And as long as she consumed me with such hunger, I wouldn’t survive the hour, let alone the night.

“Oh fuck,” I cried out, squeezing my pussy to try and fight back the unbearable fire burning from her love. “No. No!” Cypress tasted my excitement, quickening her pace as she moved her tongue, reaching further, digging her nails deeperinto my flesh. I could hear her moans vibrating through my core as they rippled to my chest.

My orgasm overtook me, constricting my breathing as my entire body tightened, my nerves rupturing all at once. My cries faded to nothing but air as I came, nearly convulsing. My hands sparked, one arm gripping the railing as my pussy soaked Cypress’ tongue. She moaned into me, pressing harder—deeper, pulling all my energy as she consumed my wetness. I nearly blacked out from the heavenly wave that pulled me down, struggling to stay conscious.

Cypress removed her tongue, gently flicking my clit, playing with my sensitive body while it flinched and moved in response. She lowered my leg, grazing her arm up my sternum, brushing the shadow-like material away before she gripped my neck. Her force pulled my head down as I stared back at her, sweat coating my forehead. She moved closer, the two of us panting as she pressed her soaked mouth into mine, forcing me to taste myself.

Her hands waved away the remnants of my midnight dress, the fabric fading like smoke in the night, leaving nothing but my flesh and the hellfire accents she gifted me. Her hands took hold of my waist, spinning my body until my stomach slammed against the edge as she pressed her naked self against mine.

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